Halloween.
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The spear wielding maniac
spooky
A dark, starry night. A start of something great. An evening such as this one can be described differently by many different people, it is an evening that one couldn’t perceive completely and properly had they not been there. Because that’s how to obtain the true experience of the events that are about to unfold. Nickolas’ entire attire was quite complicated this evening, though seemingly perfected out. He had semi loose pants. Made from decent fiber, it proven its value to be strong. Capable of protecting the skin from a rather simple attack. His pants were of dark color, they weren’t completely black but it had blue pigments as well. It helped disguise his footwork in the dark night. His pants were also stretchy, he would be capable of easy movement with them on and his agility wouldn’t be constricted to the least. They felt great too, Nickolas felt as if he was nude. Had he leaped into the air could easily feel a breezy wind rushing against his family jewels. Fortunately and both unfortunately at the same time that had not been the case yet. Which was proven to be positive. Being free in spirit meant that Nickolas was also free in mind. Nothing would constrict him as much as the feeling of being caught and jailed. A freedom-warrior in heart, with the soul of a firm warrior.
On his feet he wore were running shoes from his time, which implied nostalgic value – they came from a time where craftsmanship appreciated their production; instead of focusing on the costs and profits. They were durable and strong. They weren’t very sporty in appearance. The real magic existed inside of the shoe. Most of the parts of the shoe are tightly put around his feet which was covered by a sock. Nickolas knew well how to put his limbs in a hole – if you shaggy my diggy. The laces were laced firmly, giving it the inability to fall apart – so that the young Nickolas wouldn’t trip over his own feet. The laces weren’t too long, which means that the tie can’t be stepped on for being too long or anything of the sort. The laces were at the perfect size, they couldn’t be stepped on because they were too short to do that, and they were long enough for the knot to be tight and firm.
He had taken precaution, as of late, he had been targeted by mysterious beings. The other day he had defeated an enemy that tried to remain aerial and do some spooky nonsense. It was nothing he has ever had heard of, which is why it caught him off guard. Not that the being that was aerial was something he never heard of, it was the fact that her body disappeared and a bunch of money and some other items that remained. That was the part that was out of his narrative. Nickolas stood on top of a big plateau. The plateau mainly is a big grass field. There are some big obstacles, remnants from old, concrete buildings. These obstacles were sporadically spread across the plateau. Gaining access to the plateau is a difficult job, a job that Nickolas managed to achieve. He saw some tracks that led him up there. They were, to his feeling, pretty fresh – which implied that they weren’t older two hours. He came and traveled to the plateau alone, and stood with his back facing the open air. Behind him there was ten meters of room before the end of the plateau. At his front there was about sixty meters of space, with various obstacles.
A glimpse of something moving was caught by Nickolas – it was something in front of him. Nickolas already was in his battle position from the moment he got to the plateau. Tonight, Nickolas was the predator. The fall of the plateau would be a rough one, but it was one he could survive – in case things end up with awry – since he could hang onto a rock had he needed to do so. He was holding his spear with both of his hands, the tip was pointed towards the ground away from himself, pointed towards the front of his body. He raised it in to the air and held his spear firmly by its respective handle and moved forward. The way he meticulously moved meant caution, he moved in a way in which he could immediately gain motion had he need it. There was nothing to his side or behind him. Neither was there nothing in the air as he was moving, which did not stop until he moved a few meters. Had he given reasons to respond to movement other than his own; he would follow through immediately. Inspecting his enemy and adapting was a key point of his; the last time he surprised his enemy, this time his enemy might surprise him. Which was the reason behind his cautious movement.